Don’t worry about the future.

[mansionstaff]

Who: EV ERY ONE
What: Graduation. Prom.
When: The evening of May 31st.
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: WHO KNOWS

It's a beautiful spring evening at Smash Academy, the barest hints of summer just beginning to touch the stadium floor, which had been rearranged into a platform overlooking neat rows of chairs meant to seat the gathered crowd of faculty and students. Towards the other end of the complex was the arrangement for the prom that was to follow. Food and drink, chairs and tables, each with a floral centerpiece, and, of course, a dance floor.



Before everyone could get their party on, however, there was the main event of the evening. From his place at the podium, Master Hand watched students and staff alike find their way into the stadium. With the recent shadow bug invasion, there seemed to be tensions in need of dispelling. If the Headmaster knew one thing, however, it was that some silly antics were not going to ruin this esteemed event. Not tonight. Not if he could help it.

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HEY DUDES! Here's how stuff is going to work. We kick off the log with GRADUATION. This part of the log will be divided into separate threads. I'll post them all at once, so feel free to hop around, mingle, post whenever, wherever.

HOWEVER, once the PROM starts, it will be up to you guys to post your own threads. Please check out last year's log if you'd like an idea of how this works. Everything after the thread titled "DISMISSAL" (I will post that in a bit, so don't post prom threads until I have that up!) will be considered prom, though don't let that stop you from continuing to post in the graduation section.

Please label all your threads appropriately! (Examples: "SHENANIGANS AT THE FOOD TABLE", "DANCE-OFF", "THE PUNCH IS SPIKED", "BOTHER X" In general, a location + what is going on in the thread is the way to go. Obviously, more than one thread can take place at the same location. 

Linking back and forth when and if you thread hop is very much appreciated. If things start to look a bit laggy, we'll bump to the next page. Most importantly, TAG YOUR DUDES, HAVE FUN, and let a mod know about any problems or concerns you might have!

Comments

[lightyearsaway]

Brock hadn't been to many high school dances in his life (perhaps a side-effect of a society that booted kids out into the wilderness at ten years old), but he was pretty sure that even at Smash Academy, bringing mechanical projects to prom was kind of weird.

He was also kind of a little nosy, and kind of looking to not be so awkward and kind of looking to maybe introduce himself around a little, so he figured the girl with the weird mechanical whatever was a good place to start.

"Hey, uh...what's that?"

[tempus_fixit]

Kids ambling out into the wilderness are no where near as common in Lucca's world. That sort of thing is usually reserved for world saviors... Lucca looks up at the new boy, blushes, and then down to the thing in her hands.

"It's an intrnal service pump for a bipedal robot. I figured I'd bring it here to work on, in case things got boring."

She tucks it away. "Uh... Hi. I'm Lucca, by the way. Lucca Ashtear.

[lightyearsaway]

"Oh, uh. Cool," he says, mostly for lack of anything else to say about an internal service pump for a bipedal robot. He takes the cue to offer a hand, introducing himself in turn.

"I'm Brock, I used to teach here."

Smooth. "You're into robotics?"

[tempus_fixit]

She takes the hand. "Sure am! I'm an inventor and roboticist! With any luck, the work I do is going to persist back home for hundreds of years. You really used to TEACH here?" She adds with a small blush. "You look really young to be a teacher."

[lightyearsaway]

"I'm, you know..."

From a society that boots kids out into the wilderness at ten years old. And also maybe a little young-looking for his age. "I turned twenty-six last September. Last time around I taught a Pokemon seminar."

And it was really terrible and embarrassing so he isn't going to go any further than that.

[tempus_fixit]

"Oh yeah. That's what some of the students are, right? So that makes you an expert of some kind!"

The tone isn't mocking, and cheerful.

[lightyearsaway]

"Sort of?" Brock is a bit too humble to go around calling himself an expert on anything, but he does run a gym and he is here to do some IMPORTANT RESEARCH, so maybe that makes him a little bit of an expert.

"I run a gym, back home." The Pokemon kind.

[tempus_fixit]

"A--waitaminute, I know this--a trainer gym, right?"

Hey, looks like all those books she reads are actually good for something!

[lightyearsaway]

"Yeah, that kind."

It has not occurred to him that he could have meant any other kind. "I'm a rock-type specialist."

[tempus_fixit]

"I gotta admit, I don't have any pokemon of my own..." She says, fidgeting with her glasses. "I came from a world without 'em."

[lightyearsaway]

"That's okay," he answers, shrugging a little. At one point, he might have found it strange, but as this is his second stint at the Academy, he's become more accustomed to people from different worlds.

"I've been here before, I know how it works."